Текст песни Гнилой Угол - Документальные сны

Documentary dreams

Sorry, finished off the last cigarette butt
Chords somewhere in a hurry
The motif of the song, I forgot
Injured wing dream
She did not take off
The memory of bygone nights
Finish singing sad songs
I leave it at the door.

Documentary dreams.

Everything is so real and funny
And sometimes sad
But life is like wine
Dangerous for you
Final story
And at the moment
When behind so many years
We are on different paths.

Swallowing plastic smoke
Black - white machines
And maybe I have been here
Trying to get off the ground.
There is no sun, no moon.
No thirst, or water
Only footsteps
In the latest features.

 
1999.
Petrovich